"W-who are you?"
I asked him gently.
"I'm Yuki, and you?"
I felt comforted by him.
"A-Amaya."
He smiled at me, I immediately looked at the ground.
What's wrong with me...Seikatsu...I don't understand...
"Do you have anywhere to live?"
I look at him, then I look around.
He then caught on as to why I had done that.
"So...you live here? In the woods?"
I nodded.
He got up, and he extended his hand to me.
"C'mon, you can live with me."
I look around.
"I've killed people before..."
He looked at me curiously.
"You have?"
"Yes...I'm wanted...they want to bring me back to the asylum..."
He looked a bit surprised, then relaxed.
"I don't mind, besides, I wouldn't turn you in...that'd be selfish."
I look at him and I felt a smile trying to break through my saddened face.
I took his hand...then the sun peeked from behind the clouds.
I grabbed at my neck once I had stood up.
He looked at me worried.
"I'll fix that, don't worry."
He had taken some cloth and put it over my wound.
"That'll have to do until I get you home with me."
He took me gently by my wrist and I followed him.
Yuki...snow...Seikatsu...thank you...
YOU ARE READING
Psychosis
Mystery / ThrillerBetrayal...hopelessness...is there a way out of this mental asylum? The torture...will it end? Help... (This was actually a shot of making a creepypasta of my own...how'd I do?)